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Chapter 4 by Torg Torg

Now what?

A little food, a little play

We all looked the menu over. While checking out the appetizers, I felt a hand in my lap. I saw Janet's arm sticking out from under the table cloth. She's rubbing my johnson, and it's getting hard. I tried not to react so as to not tip off the twins about their mother's actions.

She removed her hand when the waitress came around to take drink and appetizer orders. The twins both got wine, Janet got a marguerite, and I ordered beer. We also ordered a plate of buffalo wings to share. We started chatting about what the girls are studying in college, what Janet does for a living, and other conversation.

Once the waitress left, I felt a bare foot moving up my leg. It came from across the table so it was from one of the twins. It reached my lap and started playing with my stiff cock through my pants. Luckily, I’m had pulled in tight to the table, and the table cloth hid this. I decided to find out which twin was playing footsy. So I put my hand under the table cloth and briefly tickled the foot. Tara giggled and winked at me. I winked back, hoping no one else saw it. She withdrew her foot.

After a bit more conversation, I felt another foot in my crotch. This time when I tickled it, Sara jumped a little and giggled. She licked her lips at me, but the other two were glancing at their menus and didn’t notice.

All three of these women wanted me. I tried to figure out how the best way to proceed. I settled on subtly telling them all my room number, so that they could come around later, when the others were asleep.

At this point, the waitress returned with our drinks and to take our dinner orders. I got a steak, Janet the swordfish, Sara ordered a chicken Caesar salad, and Tara got a burger and fries. We talked some more, and our dinners came later. We ate and drank a couple drinks each. All through dinner, it almost seemed like the three of them took turns rubbing my groin. They never caught anyone else's hand or foot in my lap.

When the bill came, I just told the waitress to put it on Room 650's tab. She had me sign the bill.

What happens next?

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